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Graves of Valor (ex-Through the Eyes of the Dead) explode to the forefront of the modern extreme metal scene with their Relapse debut 'Salarian Gate'. The quintet's razor-sharp death metal attack proves 'Salarian Gate' a massive debut and one of the best death metal albums of 2009.

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Graves Of ValorFlorence, South Carolina

Graves of Valor was formed in December 2005 in Florence, South Carolina, with their original name being "From Graves of
Valor." After a few line-up changes, ex-Through the Eyes of the Dead members Jeff Springs, Richard Turbeville, and Dayton Cantley joined up with bassist David Hasselbring and Damon Welch to solidify the band's most recent line-up.Their debut CD "Salarian Gate" came out in 2009....more

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Years of fighting and oppression
Long forgot
This city neglects her heroes
In all her glory
A new age is here
An age of cult warriors
Striped in black backgrounds
Of swords and words
The sidewinder crawls through her
Sucking milk like the fire ants
All hearts broken with bones
Popes paid of prayers answered
The church remains
Sacrifice allowed
City of god, City of famine
Land lays
Living in flames
The game plan is won
Engraved in bone
All glory is over
Down the road of Salt
Her wounds burn to the black
City of God
City of Famine

Track Name: Suffocation of the Last King

Vigilant in a slumber
The smell of death
Swallowing the slopes of the mountain
Streets laid of cobblestone corpses
The temples engulfed in fire
Stretched arm to arm
All along the mountains
Sea Birds feasting by the thousands
While mothers ate their children
All through the hills
The wind whispering in your ear
You are the cancer
Worshiper of skulls
Mass suicide
The only answer
The bones are pushing through again
The death of a princess
In a toxic gas cloud
A paradise lost beyond the walls
Commonplace cannibalism
A human sacrifice for nourishment of the kings
The temples will burn
A firebrand collision
With golden shards of glass
In this victory the city is dead
Screaming over the setting sun
All is hollow above this red star
Of mine
Until she burns to her white core
Of insurrection and murder
crosspiece as a backbone
Hanging lifeless doomed unto oblivion

Track Name: Pestilence

Throats filled with ulcers
And dust of bones
Weire all designed to fall down
Pestilence & famine
The ashes spreading
Through the towns streets
The holes are filling
Beginning to level out
The perfumes from the roses
Cover the stench of life
Dreams of suicide
At the burial site
Distorted voices
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Population
Control
No need for prayer now
No grace left for you
The religions you have killed for
Have turned their back on you now
Lay as you rot
As your eyes rolled back
Distorted voices guide you
Illumination
Flames within
Breath shortened
Now Earth shall feed on your death
To the dance of the vultures
Martyr of space and time
The thirst has been quenched

Track Name: Bridles of Incitatus

I want to watch them all die
Lay upon the ground and make me your idol
so Resurrection
I have become a god
I am your conquering messiah
I am your dogs of war
With ropes wrapped around her ankles
Incitatus will begin his march
With bloods mist frozen on the skull
Horned god of pity can retrieve the corpses
So resurrect me
I have become a god
This is what it feels like
To live to be a god
Anchor the wooden cross
Trampled by blood and power
Sister let the Christians sort out their hierarchy
and slaves
Oh, I grow them for their bones
I am bored with this Parade of flesh
Time to choose a king
My pleasures rely on a slow death
Eyes open for a proud warrior
I have seen my end
This bloods mist frozen on the skull
I have seen an end
Infant holocaust
I have seen the end
Crowned in bones
This is what it feels like to die a god

Track Name: Sic Semper Tyrannis

Awakened under omens
of Rome's impending doom
Beware the ides of march oh lord
The great will fall in ruins
I stand as supreme lord
A tyrant aged in blood
Woe to the hands that strike me down
Concealed under love
My dismal seed is sleeping
With eyes open in the shadows
A death forewarned
Of treason
Of hate
All petitions now are void
Gather as the bloodletting begins
Stand tall with your knife in hand
Oh pardon me thou bleeding piece of Earth
That I am meek and Gentle with these butchers
Thou are the ruins of the noblest of men
That ever lived in the tide of the times
Over thy wounds I prophesize
A curse shall light on all men
One of fury and strife
Infants quartered
With the hands of war
Pity choked
Tear the tongue from my mouth
Feed it to the people
Pompey can rest his feet
In my blood

Track Name: Letter On the Blind

[Instrumental]

Track Name: To Breathe Blood

Bibles stained
With semen and blood
Molester of the innocent
Icon wrapped
In human skin
Molester of the innocent
Soiled dreams
Buried in prayer
Knees skinned with broken dreams
All hope is gone, guilt is easy prey
You're lost without a miracle
Awake from the sea
This godless entity will ride
Flowers blooming through old skulls
Slow asphyxiation through crucifixion
The thirst of justification
Martyr of piss and shit
A painted idol in a truck stop stall
Molester of the innocent
To preach the love
And breathe the blood
I will entomb you
Slow asphyxiation
Through crucifixion
I will entomb you
Martyr of piss and shit

Track Name: The Clever Ape

Into this lost existence
Fanatics control the world
Obedience
Taught through torture
A numbness wandering through
Deity and darkness
I am the murderer
Consuming solitude and poverty
Choked on the sulfur of his pagan lords
An endless thirst for alter and soul
A hunger
For the throne of moral authority
To vacate when the slaves rise up
And scale the walls
Spawned from the decaying corpses
Arise the evolved
Hooves grasping and softened
Hands raised in anger
Self made moral soliger
Armed with noble purity
A taste for blood and speed
Allegiance through death and gasoline
Engineer of bathtub napalm
Peeled back scortched crust
Machine code atom splitter
Magic healer hand jobs
Slow motion killer's fire
Picked apart by vultures
Vagrancy speaks in tongues
This clever ape master warrior
Self-made crucifier
Father of the world

Track Name: Diderot

[Instrumental]

Track Name: Locusta

Born of violence
Raped in the sunset
Left to dissect with a mother's praise
Everything seems so familiar
Exercise my voice as it burns
The smell for singed hair and babies burning skin
While yet I live may it all be consumed
Given desires
Behold my locusta
A touch of poison
Cold in soft hands
Little brother you shake with the toxin
No breath
No words
Mother too is on her deathbed
Her pussy's wet with lion's blood
Shining in all her absence
She seems so alive
Make me immortal
Wrapped in animal skin
Wet with lions' blood
Invert the cross
I will violate you
I am the Antichrist
What an artist will die in me

Track Name: No Gods Left

Molten lord beneath the belly of the earth
Awaken spitting pumice
Clouds of super heated gas
There are no gods left
Inhalation of sulfur
Princes and slaves alike will die
Buried in white ash snow
There are no gods left
Frozen in time
Ashes to ice